"Contridictions of humanity" genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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	Lyrics Ode to a generation A twisting of reality that I make my home, It was something taken from me that I’ve never known. The saints in the hour glass feeding on souls, The wizards of design taking control, Bleeding on the brain, a hemorrhaged thought, The fly in the center web and now it gets caught. Making a graceful entrance, I pray the mind that holds me, I’ll no longer obey. A fanatic, a freak, that have joined apart, A Distortion of theories, that are long forgot. Weakened by the freedom that was given to me, Scorned by a system, and a lawful decree. Trapped with a stereotype of being alone, apocalyptic gesture that you made your own. Running in torment, collapsing in hate The vomit you made is the vomit you ate. In the cross you see a sign, that just isn’t there, You point, and you laugh, and you mock and you stare. The beast is upon you, the curse is aware, The flesh is boiling on the porcelain stair, The skies fall upon you and take the air Oxygen a lie for the poison you cared. Blessings to the heels of a 6 headed snake, The air has stopped and the earth starts to quake. Blank are the pages in the book of death, I am burned with mockery that takes my rest. Hunted by the dogs, and smelling of flesh, The lives have been taken, the hearts have been left. Hollow prayers are lifted but drowned, no forgiveness for the king you have crowned. Evil is a measure that you have sought out, You blocked the sun, and blackened the clouds. Mists that rise from above and below, The sound in your mouth that’s solid and slow. All hail to the pious dark king, thoughts you let escape are exactly the same. The demon seed was sown at the tender of age, Biting the skin, denying the rage Falling forward and playing back, The depths of illusion, the clock melts and cracks, A shadow, a fire , a useless reaction The unity of sin has become just a faction. The scar in my skin, the parasite, It moves cautiously in its own delight. Downward on we all must live, To take, to run, turning to give Spreading our sickness, hiding our lies, An empty shadow of a wasted life. marked as slaves in our minds, They string our entrails and gouge our eyes. Joining the leagues of the blind heartless, The masons built the homes for the thoughtless. In this I write to disclose of my death, Not as a man, but a being instead. I was spawned in hatred, raised in spite. Thought to lie, to steal, and fight To live and fail, just like you To hunt, blind, and stumble through. Wisdom that you kept locked away, You mumbled, and screamed, but nothing to say You dog, you raised me, in your path, You set me onto your own track Deceit your tool, your teaching sense Providing me your ignorance I don’t blame me, I cant the truth All of the pain comes from…you. -in background-I despise you but I’m just like you, -in background-I dislike you but I’m just like you, It’s you I can’t stand It’s you I can’t stand I’m but staring at my reflection It’s you I can’t stand but it’s turning in my direction Its you I can’t stand...it’s me Written by Shedrick Allen ID copyright 2002

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